Johnny Upton: Yes I am! I'm gonna walk down that stinkin' aisle, and open this faggot bathrobe and wiggle my dick at 'em!

Joe McGrath: You WILL not.

Johhny Upton: Yes I am, Joe, and you know why? Because I want you to have a heart attack and die so that we never have to do this shit again. You and your fuckin' fashion shows.

Joe McGrath: It's good publicity! You boys just haven't been bringing in the crowds like you used to.

Johnny Upton: I'm telling you, ya better be prepared, because when I yank it out, everybody in that audience with the exception of my wife is gonna be runnin' for the exits!

[storms out; moments later the audience breaks into horrified screams]

Reggie Dunlop: You guys triplets or something?

Jack Hanson: Nah, I am in the middle... Steve's 20 and Jeff's 18.

Reggie Dunlop: Where ya from?

Jack Hanson: Iron League.

Reggie Dunlop: The Iron League, huh? Lotta fights?

Jack Hanson: Nah... Hey I want a a soda.

Reggie Dunlop: We paid for you here for a week then you gotta find a room of your own.

Jack Hanson: Okay, coach. Gimme a grape or an orange and none of that stinkin' root beer.

[after meeting the Hansons]

Reggie Dunlop: You cheap sonofabitch. Are you crazy? Those guys are retards!

McGrath: I got a good deal on those boys. Scout said they showed a lot of promise.

Reggie Dunlop: They brought their fuckin' toys with 'em!

McGrath: I'd rather have them playing with their toys than playing with themselves.

Reggie Dunlop: They're too dumb to play with themselves! Boy, every piece of garbage that comes into the league, you gotta buy it.

McGrath: Reg... Reg, that reminds me, I was coaching in Omaha in 1948 and Eddie Shore sends me this guy who's a terrible masturbator. Couldn't control himself. He would get deliberate penalities so he could get all by himself in the penalty box, and damned if he wouldn't, you know... [pantomimes whacking off]

Reggie Dunlop: [disgusted] Aw, Jesus, Joe...

Reggie Dunlop: She underlines the fuck scenes for ya? Jesus, if she underlines the fuck scenes for ya, she must worship the ground you walk on.

Ned Braden: They teach you how to underline in college.

Reggie Dunlop: Not the fuck scenes, they don't. Braden, you gotta learn to put out more, you know what I mean?

Reggie Dunlop: You know, your son looks like a fag to me. You better get married again, 'cause he's gonna wind up with somebody's cock in his mouth before you can say "Jack Robinson".

Anita McCambridge: How dare you. How DARE you!

Johnny Upton: They're fuckin' horrible looking.

Reggie Dunlop: Don't look at me; it was McGrath's doing, not mine.

Johnny Upton: What the old man trade for these assholes, a used puck bag? Watch Braden, he's gonna do something.